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And our list of powerful enemies was growing every day. I was gonna have to start a spreadsheet soon.
“Hate dances a fine line with love more often than not.
I mean, seriously, don’t come between a girl and her breakfast.
The fact that Tory had given him that little friendship bracelet – which he religiously wore every day without comment – was the cutest damn thing ever.
As insane as it was, we knew that the world was in the process of being taken over by a psycho lizard king and his shadow whore - Catalina’s words, not mine – but there was nothing we could do about it.
“Right, girls – let’s go fuck up those bitches!” Yeah, my pep talks rock.
“Well holding a grudge is like drinking Faesine and expecting your enemy to combust in a fiery blaze,”
It was a serious shame he was straight. Well, at least when he was sober.
If the stars have stolen sex from me then is life even worth living??
“The stars might have decided that you can never be mine,” Darius said roughly, refusing to move away from me. “But I am yours. No matter what. I don’t care where we end up or who we’re with, I’ll always be yours. And I’m going to fix the damage I did to us even if the stars don’t care. I’m going to prove to you that I could have been worthy of you if I’d just listened to my heart sooner.”
“Are you saying I should be ashamed of my buoyant Brendas?
“Look, sometimes we want to see the good in people we care about so much that we pretend it’s there, living under all the layers of cruelty. But the fact is, Diego, some people are toxic. And if you keep them in your life, they’ll poison everything good in your world until you end up being just like them. And that’s a far worse fate than going against the grain and making your own path. Even if that means you’re alone.”
“That’s what love is, Tor,” Darcy said in exasperation. “It’s taking a leap of faith. It’s opening yourself up and letting your walls down and allowing someone to see every dark and broken corner of your soul. It’s truth and honesty with yourself and them. It’s raw and brutal and terrifying and real.
“Because that’s what love is,” I said in a low voice, running my finger over a bare patch of skin on my right forearm thoughtfully. “It’s giving everything without expecting anything in return. It’s sacrificing your heart and happiness for someone else and it’s owning all of your mistakes and trying to make them right. Not because you expect to get something in return for it. But because the person you love needs to know how you feel.”
In the words of Geraldine: fuck me sideways with a Dragon dildo. I don’t need any more chaos in my life.
If I had verbal diarrhoea in my head, then how the fuck was I going to get a straight sentence out of my mouth without sounding like a goddamn douche canoe?
I taunted to get him back onto safer, less mortifying topics of conversation. Like sex.

